And here I resume my habit of commenting on my own entries rather than editing them. Tralala.

I like looking at things, and I prefer traveling in the summer because it is then when trees have leaves (or as I almost wrote, when leaves have trees), and there is a wonderful amount of crisp detail everywhere to be seen. It's a good way to occupy myself on those long car trips.

The water on the fields today looked like slicks of black oil. But that's because of the clouds which hovered over us so closely.

Me: The sun is setting over the cornfields ~
Scott: Cornfields?
Me: Yes, there's one across the street.
Scott: Whoa.

The cornfield seems almost worthwhile at this moment.